Du Tiantian looked around, finding it hard to believe. "Team Leader Han, are you saying this East Island Instance is really fake? This kind of power is practically a miracle, isn't it?"
"I already told you, it's a game instance. Of course it's fake," Han Qian said without hesitation.
"Even if it's an instance, it could still be built upon a real setting. I just can't understand it. Everyone is dreaming, and everything we're doing now is happening in a dream." Du Tiantian still found it unbelievable.
"People's eyes can deceive them, and so can their hands and feet." Han Qian shook her head. "My guild leader told me that if you want to see what's real, start by carefully experiencing your food when you eat. The taste of food is the hardest thing to fake."
"Food? I understand. No matter how false this place is, they still need to eat in order to keep everyone moving." Du Tiantian suddenly understood.
"All right, let's finish watching the dream and calm that girl down first." Han Qian patted her companion on the shoulder, then took the lead toward a residential area.
The environment there was slightly better, more spacious and far less cluttered than elsewhere.
Tsukikage Den had seven eyes on his face—two normal ones and five black-red ones. Holding a kitchen knife, he was chasing down a housewife.
"Monster! Help!"
"There's a fire! Come put it out!"
The housewife flailed her arms and shouted at the top of her lungs, her voice carrying far into the distance.
Yet the surrounding neighbors all shut their doors and windows...
Passersby hurried away from the neighborhood.
Tsukikage Den walked unhurriedly, but no matter how slowly he moved, he always remained close behind the housewife.
When Han Qian and Du Tiantian arrived, they